Popular Recommendations: The Emperor of Heaven’s Punishment of Evil Comes to Hongmeng to Tame the Beasts: The pet beasts are just for me to bond with
Ye Xiu raised his hand and put his arm around Gu Siying's shoulder. After much deliberation, he decided not to tell her the specific situation for the time being.
She knew that she could only worry about it in the future, so it was better not to let her know first.
Maybe you can find that soul in a few days!
"I'll stay with you at home these days. When you feel better, I'll go do other things."
Gu Siying hummed, leaned into Ye Xiu's arms, and slowly closed her eyes.
However, I suddenly felt pain in my wrist again.
She frowned, but didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that Ye Xiu would hear it and become worried.
Ye Xiu lowered his eyes to look at her, his eyes filled with distress.
The thin lips moved, but no words came out.
An hour later, the car stopped in Ye's courtyard.
Ye Xiu got out of the car with Gu Siying, who was already asleep, and looked back at Yu Lang who was sitting in the driver's seat.
"Contact Song Jun. If you need help, you can handle it."
Yu Lang nodded: "Yes."
Ye Xiu then carried Gu Siying back to the bedroom to rest.
After Yu Lang watched the two people leave, he took out his mobile phone and called Song Jun.
However, the phone rang for a long time and no one answered.
Yu Lang called several times in a row, but no one answered. He murmured in a low voice: "Is something really wrong?"
He has been working with Song Jun for some time, so he naturally knows Song Jun's situation.
Father Song's health is not good, even extremely bad, and he may not be able to survive.
However, for Song Jun, Song's father is everything to him, so how could he watch something happen to his father?
I'm afraid I went to the hospital today just because of Father Song.
But if Song Jun doesn't answer the phone, he has no choice but to wait until he goes to the company tomorrow...
----
Xijiao Hospital.
Song Jun was sitting in the corridor, holding the test results in his hand. The phone in his pocket rang several times, but he didn't answer it.
The doctor's words are still in my ears: "Mr. Song, your father's body has reached its limit.
He has been rescued several times in the past few days, and we have tried our best. Our suggestion is that you think about it carefully. If you insist on continuing treatment, you will only make him continue to suffer.
I think this is not a scene you want to see, let alone what we want to see.
Judging from his current physical condition, the chance of getting better is very slim. You'd better be mentally prepared and think carefully about what to do..."
Thinking about the doctor's words, Song Jun dropped the examination results in his hand.
The circles in his eyes couldn't help but turn red, and tears fell down his cheeks. He slowly bent down and picked up the test results on the ground.
Looking at the dense words on it, I didn’t know what to do for a while.
What should he do? Does he really need to give up? But how can he bear to give up?
That's his father!
That's the only family he has!
If his father was gone, he simply couldn't imagine the future.
What to do? What to do?
Thinking about it, big tears fell down, dripping on the paper with the test results, but I could only hold back from crying.
The cell phone in his pocket was still ringing, and Song Jun still didn't intend to answer it, so he slowly got up and went to the ICU floor upstairs.
A few minutes later, he stood in front of his father's ward and looked through the glass at the people on the beds inside.
That's his father...
He was once a powerful figure in the business world, but now, he has been lying here for too long.
It was so long that he almost lost track of how long it was.
He even felt that since his father was admitted to the ICU, he has been living a life that seems like years.
Every day he thinks about where to get money, when his father will get better, when he will see his father's smiling face again...
When Song Jun thought of this, tears could not help but fill his eyes.
Is there really no way he can save his father?
"Mr. Song, would you like to go in and see Mr. Song?" the nurse passing by said softly.
Song Jun quickly wiped away the tears that fell on his face and shook his head: "No. Thank you for taking care of him. I'm going to work first."
The nurse looked at the tears on Song Jun's face, thought for a moment and said: "Mr. Song, life, old age, illness and death are inevitable.
You have managed until now, maybe you can try another method.
Since Mr. Song was hospitalized, I have been taking care of him almost all the time, so I am also aware of his condition.
His body has already reached its limit. If he continues to hold on, he will only be the one who suffers."
After saying that, he turned to look at Mr. Song in the ward.
"If you want to see him, you can. Although he can't wake up now, he still has some consciousness."
Song Jun pursed his lower lip, turned to look into the ward, and nodded after a while: "Then let's change clothes and go in and take a look."
Then the nurse took Song Jun to change into sterile clothes and went to the ward together.
Song Jun walked to the hospital bed, bent down and looked carefully at the wrinkles on his face.
After thinking about it, he whispered: "Hey, I am Xiaojun.
They just checked your body today and your condition is not good. Maybe...maybe your time is running out."
He said and slowly shook his father's hand.
Feeling the warmth of his palm, the circles under my eyes couldn't help but turn red again.
The nurse on the side couldn't help but blush, and slowly left the ward, leaving the father and son some time alone.
Song Jun continued: "Dad, can you hear what I say? If you can hear it, just move your finger."
However, Father Song did not make any move.
Song Jun took a deep breath and said with a hint of tears: "Dad, the doctor advised me to give up treating you. I...I don't know what to do. I don't know if you can get better if I continue to treat you!"
But, I really can’t give up treating you, what should I do? Tell me, what should I do?”
Tears fell down as soon as I finished speaking.
He slowly lowered his head and sobbed softly. His tears wet Mr. Song's hospital gown.
Suddenly, Mr. Song’s index finger moved!
Song Jun noticed it sensitively, and suddenly looked up at him and said in surprise: "Dad, you moved? Did you move? Do you want me to continue to save you?"
It must be! It must be like this!
Dad, don't worry, I will do everything possible to save you, even if it means selling my kidneys and blood, I will do it!
As long as you can get better, I'm willing to give it all!"
After saying that, he looked at his father's face and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face.
"Dad, I will definitely try my best to save you!"
After saying that, he slowly let go of his hand, lifted his feet and left the ward.
When the nurse saw him coming out, she hurried forward: "Mr. Song, you..."
Before she could finish speaking, Song Jun interrupted her: "Nurse Lin, please continue to take care of him. I will definitely continue to save him. There must be a way, and he will survive!"
After saying that, he strode away.
Nurse Lin frowned, sighed softly, looked at his back and whispered: "The condition is not optimistic, but we still insist on saving him."
After saying that, he let out a long sigh, full of helplessness.
According to the words of the attending doctor, I am afraid that he will not survive more than three days.
There is no point in continuing the rescue... (To be continued)